"No way! Why can even a dog in the realm of gods kill me with a single paw?!"
Baili Xijiang, panting heavily, said defiantly, supporting himself on his legs.
Song Tingwan, supported by her younger sister and Shen Zhuochuan, bent over laughing uncontrollably.
"How do you all feel about going from being a powerful figure to someone whose cultivation level is not even comparable to a dog?"
Shen Zhuochuan smiled and took out a folding fan to fan her, "You still need to practice more."
Aji, who had just dragged Baili Xijiang along, nodded and, without breaking a sweat, chimed in, "Let's make the most of our time to cultivate tomorrow."
Qin Xi clung to her sister's arm, panting heavily as she waved at them, "I'm so tired, so exhausted."
While supporting his elder sister and Qin Xi, Song Siyao raised an eyebrow and casually said, "Actually, I can handle it."
Five pairs of eyes turned to her, all filled with accusation.
Only Song Tingwan took a look and realized what was going on. Then, she pretended to be annoyed and hit her sister's arm, saying, "Well, now our Ayao has learned to play tricks on people too."
Song Siyao couldn't help but smile, "Mother said she wanted you to experience the divine realm properly."
Qin Xi took two deep breaths. "Alright, alright, we've already felt it."
Finally recovered, the group of people, who hadn't been this disheveled in a long time, found a street corner to sit down.
“Ah Yao has gone astray too. I really miss my quiet and cute little sister from back then.” Baili Xijiang plopped down on the ground and said this with a serious expression.
Song Siyao raised an eyebrow and walked towards the street corner.
Qin Xi, who had just sat down, asked curiously, "Where are you going, little sister?"
Song Tingwan, Shen Zhuochuan, and Aji all found a place to sit down and looked over in confusion.
"Find that dog from earlier."
Upon hearing this, everyone glared angrily at Baili Xijiang.
This prompted the man to quickly beg for mercy, "I was wrong, I was wrong! Please forgive us, our best sister Ayao! You don't want Master to suffer, do you?"
Song Siyao then smiled and returned.
"No need to sit here, let's go to the restaurant."
The once wealthy group looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Ah Yao has money?" Song Tingwan, who was now penniless, looked over.
Song Siyao took out a money pouch and tossed it around. "Given by my mother."
Then the group obediently followed behind A Yao and enjoyed the delicious Divine Realm Sauerkraut Fish.
"Why is it pickled fish again?"
Baili Xijiang ate with relish, quickly finishing a fish before asking a question.
Song Siyao pondered for a moment, "Perhaps this dish left too deep an impression on me?"
They ate like that for a whole month.
Even though it tasted good, I didn't buy it again.
The group of people laughed again.
After dinner, we ate, drank, played, and strolled around.
Thinking that the day would end smoothly, Aji even looked at the dogs on the street and swore to them that he would cultivate diligently.
As a result, someone suddenly bumped out from the street and nearly hit Shen Zhuochuan.
The man reacted quickly to dodge, and in the process, he pulled Wan'er into his arms.
The two then frowned and turned away, and Song Siyao and the others also looked on with displeasure.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, are you alright?"
The impetuous young man, who looked to be around fifteen or sixteen years old, hurriedly apologized and then became somewhat interested in Chen Zhuochuan.
"A person from the lower realm? Their reaction is surprisingly quick. Do you dare to have a match with me?"
Everyone was surprised.
And to make matters worse, I ran into a warmonger.
Shen Zhuochuan raised an eyebrow, and a cold, imposing spear materialized in his hand.
Song Siyao could tell that this person was a junior member of the God Clan, and his cultivation was stronger than that of the dog that had chased them away before.
"Let's make it clear first, this is just a friendly spar, no killings allowed," Song Tingwan said gently.
Only then did the young man see her clearly, being protected behind Shen Zhuochuan, and his eyes lit up.
“Okay, no problem, sister. Are you also from the mortal realm? You look like one, but you don’t. But you are even more beautiful than the goddesses in the divine realm.”
Qin Xi and Baili Xijiang huddled together and whispered.
Their Wan'er was originally a goddess, okay?
Shen Zhuochuan narrowed his eyes, looking at the amazement in the young boy's eyes, and then unconsciously narrowed his eyes again with a hint of pride.
A beam of light materialized in Song Siyao's hand. "May I also have a spar with you?"
Wan Qiji also unsheathed his giant sword from his back. "Count me in?"
The boy suddenly felt a chill down his spine and instinctively looked back, but there was nothing there.
He turned around and happily agreed:
"Alright, alright, let's find a place to spar together!"
The Xuancheng Sparring Arena.
The sandalwood chairs were set out again, and around the other large and small sparring platforms, everyone watched curiously as they set out food and drinks before leisurely sitting down.
It seemed like he was very skilled at it.
Some people grumbled slightly, but were reminded by those around them that these were the younger generation of the Fuxuan clan, and the commotion that had just started subsided.
Shen Zhuochuan went up on stage first to spar with him, while Song Tingwan and the others sat down to watch as was their custom.
Song Tingwan, along with A Yao and A Ji, were all intently watching the competition on stage.
They were concerned and worried that Shen Zhuochuan might get hurt.
Holding a cup of tea, Qin Xi looked at the sky shrouded in divine power and sighed, "This scene reminds me of exactly what I saw in the mortal realm."
Baili Xijiang took a sip of tea and nodded in agreement with a serious expression.
"Except for being chased by dogs."
Immediately, apart from Shen Zhuochuan who was fighting on the stage, everyone glared angrily at him.
Baili Xijiang shrugged, smiled apologetically at them, and shut his mouth.
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